Chapter 9 The Potion That Fought Back

Riley's POV

The first warning that my morning had gone wrong was the blue bottle sneezing at me.

It sat on the far end of the workbench, shivered twice, and released a tiny puff of blue vapor that smelled like peppermint and burnt toast. I stared at it over the rim of my tea, decided I had not sle...

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